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The Firecracker Thunderclap was far too dangerous, emitting an unstable and dangerous aura all over; Li Xiaobai, after playing with it for a while, carefully stored it into his Space Ring.
Several days passed on the Immortal Spirit Continent, and although peace prevailed, everyone knew that an unprecedented era of darkness was about to sweep across the skies.
On this day, strange noises once again emanated from the cracks in the firmament.
"Guan Junhou arrives!"
A shrill, piercing voice resonated through the heavens, spreading across the entire Immortal Spirit Continent, signaling the arrival of a powerful figure.
That single phrase was enough to reveal the depth of the speaker's strength—far surpassing the half-baked disciples of before, at the very least belonging to the Human Immortal Realm.
"King Weiwu arrives!"
"The Seventh Princely Heir of the Great Flame Dynasty arrives!"
"The Sixth Princely Heir of the Sword Dynasty arrives!"